Chapter thirteen

Taking a seat beside Alek without being invited Mikhaila dropped her small red Gucci clutch on the dinning table as the maid came around to where she sat and dished her own plate of garlic sauce and pasta made with veggies and chicken broth.

"Get me a glass of juice" she demanded as she picked up her cutleries and began eating. The feeling of being shocked left Amber as her stomach gave out another loud growl, this time she was even more embarrassed as she looked at her plate avoiding Mikhaila who she was sure was staring at her.

"Aren't you going to apologize?" She heard Mikhaila say and wondered what she was apologizing for.

"For what exactly?" She asked as calmly as she could even though how she sounded wasn't how she felt like.

"For doing that at the table!" Mikhaila said, pointing her spoon at her.

"For doing what exactly?" Alek finally said, Mikhaila had not only invited herself to have dinner rudely but now she was talking out of turn.

"Can't you see the nasty thing she did at